The San Saba news. [volume] (San Saba, Tex.) 1873-1966, 1887-01-28

bless you, jamie girl. could affected
these rich folks like sixty, There warn't
no one in the kitchen. an there stood q
big chicken pie all ready for the table
my. how she looked, and how it must
a-testedrr
Bony paused, dreamy look of some
delicious imagination TRANSMITTING his far
of gaze for a moment, then he went
on;
ssAnd then there was vegetables, or
anges. nuts, puddin's, pies Graciousl
You never saw anythin' like the things
they had-but all took was pan O. ole
leavin's. You don't call that bad for
hungry cove, do youl Thanksgiving Day
too
Only TO God alone was known the
heroism involved in the sick girls re
ply;
again. dear little brother
well then, will p impetuously burst
out poor Rony, gulping down a great
sob. ''I'll take 'em all back and beg
EN-"
mo, you won't!T Numbered the Cap
tain, bursting pell-mell into the little
room; mo, you won't, because l won't
have It! You Just come with me, little
Teller, and I'll give you half that chicken
PIE you saw. and few slices of turkey
beside Then you shall have some
potatoes and turnips and squash and
onions and cranberries. I'll sling in
pie and taste of pudding, too, and
few oranges, and jim cracks, like tea
and sugar, for jamie over there Come,
we'll stat right along. You needn't
look so frightened; l only hollered like
a hurricane because my throat hurt, and
couldn't master my voice somehow;
and tore in wilder than a Worcester
because II was in hurry
Then he added in a voice tender as a
woman's, turning TO mamie;
My poor child, how long have you
lain here, and what's the trouble?r
ats my hip, sir, answered jamie, her
eyes dilated, and still only half recov-
er,d frow the fright the Captains unex-
peeted entrance had given her. Il fell
and broke it; but enc of these days may
walk again when l get q doctor to il.
But please don't blame poor Bony, sir;
he meant no wrong, I'm sure. We want
to be honest people. indeed we do, sirr'
''Well, well, said the Captain. gruffiy,
''the first things to get some dinner
down both your threats. Throw that
stuff away, there. Come on, my boy
Marshal Hawksworth, on his way from
the station-house to his Thanksgiving
dinner, suddenly encountered Captain
WhippletGn striding along by the side of /
4 small, ragged boy of about ten years,
Is between them they carried great |
market basket, which evidently taxed !
the Captains herculean strength, for it |
was evident the boys share of the burden |
was only mere pretense.
For the first time since he. peered into |
Ianie's narrow room, his conversation
his terrible threats as to
ramps and thieves, required to his mind /
lpcn seeing Hawksworth's face.
"Hallool" shouted the Marshal,
whats upl"
''Oh, we're bearing away to a shallow
,ort, sort o loading up for fresh cruise, "
ihouted back the Captain without stop
ping.
When Janie's astonished eyes beheld |
he wondrous supply contained in the 1
great basket, her first remark was:
"Oh. how splendid now what q
Thanksgiving dinner Granny Beers shall
rave 4"
who's Granny Beersl inquired the
-aptain.
She was an old bed ridden woman or
he next floor above, who at the time of
Ter mothers death, years before, had
,een very kind to jamie.
Impelled by some sudden impulse,
captain Whippleton told jamie to keep
What he had brought, it was all for her
md Pony. He would attend to Granny
Beers.
slowly ascending the cresking stairs,
lie reached another miserable room,
where a very old woman was slowly fad
NJ out of life with consumption
Before Captain Whippleton had sat by
Ter side fifteen minutes, he had heard
more of genuine thankfulness, and seen
more of real resignation and content
han ever in his life before.
The housekeeper declared afterward
hat Captain Whippleton, dear soul,
lid act the queerest that Thanksgiving
Jay of anything she ever heard. Run
ng about with first one basketful of
'-ov.s.ons, then another, until she seer
aialy thought the man gone clean
ray.
When Captain Whippleton started out
he next day to consult his doctor about
anie, and TO call again on Grandma
Beers, he came upon the minister and
iarshal Hawksworth, and the latter be-
an sFortive,y:
"WelI, Captain, caught any thieves or
ramps yeti thought myself something
4 the kind had goa pretty well in tow
To tho Marshal's surprise the tall, pow
riul aptain flushed visibly through his
warihg skin, and finally replied with
luskiness which claimed the bearers
raycst attention:
Yes. Hawksworth, | suppose l did
atch little tramp or something akin to
ne, yesterday, but it was only that the
Ilmighty, who kindly feeds US all,
night teach me lesson. believe, now,
hat vengeance is not always justice
Wat looks like Justice is not generally
What God calls mercy Then he added
With charming humility from such
oWciluS hBuIt
Here I've been taking Gods boun-
les for years and years without ever a
ruly thankful feeling in my sinful old
cart Since l gave up the seas I've
ften fretted over not having enough to
10. Bless your heart, man, some of the
,cst. most graceful and loving of Gods
features are al but starving within
light OF my own door I've found oc-
upation. From this time forth l pro-
ose TO recogni some of the claims,
uman and divine, which, in my ignor-
nee of their existence, I've shirked like
thief heretofore
They DO say remarked the City
Iarshal, few months later, there
int kiader or more charitable man in
be place than old Captain Whippleton.
lie didn't used to be just like that, but
.uess something kind of woke him up
bout Thanksgiving time. l suppose he
nows all about it.
Yes; the Captain knew Golden Rule.
The First Watch.
At first the watch was about the size
{ a dessert plate. 1t had weights, and